Reconciled with Roberta.
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Read moreThe old lady sat with her caretaker on the bench. Her underlids drooped from the sockets blood pink, and where were the eyes–black pimentos darting around up top. Could she see with those?
Read moreEnd of the Roberta Era?
So Roberta cut me off over our fight about Fahrenheit 9/11. Finally, after 18 years I’m on the outside. Sad and bruised by it, but I suppose if it had to happen (did it?) this was the most worthy matter to split over. Was I addling an old lady? I suppose. Although I also thought…
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Once upon a time there was a little teeny little cute little girl named Cantwait. When her mama sat her and her sisters down to breakfast of hot steamy oatmeal and asked for them all to hold hands, lo and behold, Cantwait already had her head inside her bowl licking it clean. At school, when…
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Read morePushing Sevi along in the stroller all over the park this afternoon, trying to get her to sleep. She kept repeating “I’ll never, never sleep, Papa.” Then, “Papa, this is your daughter speaking to you, who’s telling you she won’t ever sleep.”
Read moreshe was mean as a kite
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Read more“O Suzannah, O don’t you cry for me. I came from Alibornia with a banjo on my knee” – Sevi, with gusto
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